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[SUP][SUB][H3]Founder's Festival[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/color][INDENT][sup][color=silver]October 1st 12:20pm | Interactions w/ Jeremy Lindall ([@Rabidporcupine]) and a text to Zaddy Azariah ([@Hoekage]) [/color][/sup][/INDENT]

Evren knew that she needed some more information, whatever that meant.  There was something seriously wrong with Salem but she was a hunter, and she needed verification that her feelings were right.  Amy had given her literally none of the information that she needed but she'd pointed Evren in the right direction by talking about her coven and telling her that some of them were trying to find out what was wrong too. Heading to the Founder's Festival [i]sounded[/i] like a good plan for now as there would be no place that crawled with supernaturals more.   They liked fun and humans...and the Founder's Festival had plenty of both.  Last years festival evoked particularly fun memories for Evren as she'd managed to hunt down quite a few werewolves and a vampire or two who'd been too blind by their overindulgence to pay attention to a lone girl walking home at night. The satisfaction of a kill after a day of candy floss and carnival popcorn left a particularly sweet taste in her mouth.   Maybe she'd get some luck today but again, she had to be quite careful.  Whatever was haunting Salem might impact the supernaturals as well.  If it made them stronger, then honestly, Evren worried that she really was going to go into retirement age a bit earlier than she expected.  Maybe she wouldn't try anything particularly different today.  Maybe she should just walk around the festival searching for more magic users and having a normal day out in the sun, even though it sounded amazingly boring Evren really would never take such a risk without a plan.  And the plan had to include all the answers to her questions first. 

As Evren stepped foot into the town square, she surveyed her surroundings before sighing to herself.  There were too many people and too many booths for her to be able to zero in on supernaturals easily.  But she had to try anyway. Reaching into her purse she drew out a piece of note paper, scanning the list of names she'd written down before drawing out a manila envelope of photos.  Slowly matching up the names with the photos and other basic information she kept the people in mind as she threaded through the crowds. The magic users were always tricky with where they could be found at differnt times of day and Evren knew that no matter how much research she did, she would never be able to pin down exactly where a coven would meet or where the individuals would be during such a large event such as the Founder's Festival.  Evren let herself drift along the crowd, casting glances at the different game booths on either side.  Even though she would never admit it, she loved playing carnival games...and she loved all things Founder's Fair.  Perhaps for a moment she felt lonely and being one who never went without a solution to her problem Evren drew out her phone from her pocket and drafted a quick text.

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TO 🖤
[i]Hey Azzy...I'm kinda bored.  @ Founder's Festival.  Come and get some cotton candy together?[/i][/b][/color][/quote]

Firing off the text before she though too much of it, Evren headed to the nearest stall where she could see a couple of odd looking trinkets.  Maybe she even recognized the shopkeep's face.  

Brushing up to the table, next to a man who was already there, she threw back a lock of her hair before giving the booth owner a shiny smile, widening her eyes as she drifted a hand over the stuff lying on the table.  Something about this woman was familiar so maybe her target could be her daughter or something.  Either way, they would belong in the same coven and she needed all the help she could get.  Catching the tail end of the dark haired man's conversation with the woman she decided that she was going to involve herself.

[color=salmon][b]"That book over there-"[/b][/color] Evren pointed to a bound leather journal relatively close to the edge of the table [color=salmon][b]"Is about hunters.  Pesky, nosy little things, hunters are. Interesting characters, really. They're not as fun as witches and warlocks though.  I mean...not as fun to read about."[/b][/color] Evren winked at the man before turning to give the shop woman a level headed stare.